SUGGS: MY LIFE STORY IN MUSIC AND WORDS Enmore Theatre, April 20 The kid who was Graham “grey ham” McPherson sneaks in and out of the autobiographical story told by Suggs - the name that boy took on at 14 and the persona he grew into - across two hours of talk and song. He is there briefly in the adult who on the morning of his 50th birthday sees his cat Mamba take a fatal fall from a bathroom shelf, and amidst the shattered glass and cooling body of the short-haired Bri

Graham McPherson hadn’t been a quiet boy as his family moved around the UK, and even at 13 was a handful for his jazz singer mother who was bringing him up alone, his father having done a bunk when he was three. However, as the “Scottish” kid with a slight Welsh accent at a north London school dominated by Jamaican and Irish kids, he was “an ethnic minority” lacking authority. The boy who renamed himself Suggs though, he was something different. Graham refused to answer to an